FxG-Part 1-The True Lives Of Our Fabulous Killjoys

I ventured over to the abandoned diner, my footsteps never leaving an imprint in the soft sand of the desert.

When I got there, after a matter of seemingly quick seconds, I peered through the food stained window and caught a glimpse of my ghostly self, reflected faintly in the glass. I chuckled slightly to myself, I still had the same hair, the same face but with faded bags under my eyes from the obvious sleepless nights and the same yet memory ridden jacket with only a few rips on the worn out black fabric, not that anyone could see me, I was just a slight cold breeze to everyone else…

I glided through the window to enter the hideout diner of the 'Fabulous Killjoys', I didn't know what to expect today…it was always the same. Same old mess, same old smell, same old everything, I don't know why I always come back day after day. I guess I just miss my old friends.

And almost as if someone could read my thoughts I saw Frank wander out of a room at the back of the diner, ruffling his morning hair slightly as he walked over to a stool at the bar and sighed deeply, I could tell it wasn't going too well for the killjoys. My eyes skimmed over Frank's small body, in all fairness he didn't look too different, he had longer hair which suited him and had a yellow and green jacket on and tatty looking jeans, but you could tell it was Frank from his distinctive tattoos.

Just as soon as Frank sat down, Gerard emerged with his long red hair covering part of his face, he wore a navy blue jacket and the same kind of jeans Frank wore. He walked gingerly over to Frank and sat down next to him.

"Look Ghoul" Gerard started as he let out a long breath "I know things aren't going as planned-"

Frank let out a sarcastic laugh "Aren't going as planned, oh that just about sums it up Poison" Frank spat his eyes fixed on Gerard with a hatred filled glance

Gerard shook his head slightly "You're in one of your moods again Ghoul, I'll talk to you when you wake up on the right side of the bed" and with that Gerard eased himself up out of the stool and went back to the room he came from as Frank scowled at him until he could no-longer see him in his sights

"Way to go Frank, Way to fuck everything up" Frank said in annoyance to himself as he rested his head on the bar and let his eyes droop shut.

I studied Frank for a few seconds as he slept before leaving the now quiet diner and going to look for the two other fabulous killjoys, Kobra Kid and Jet Star, known to me as Mikey and Ray,my two other best friends who knew me more than Gerard and Frank ever did.